chapter two.

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How are some candidates like?

I took care to follow other people enter the school gate, where alot of students were seated in a hall with their guirdian or parents while others were lined up at the front of an officer, recording paper work of the candidate at her front.

I lined up at the back of a girl who I'm taller than with few inches .

When it reached my turn, the military woman asked "Airman, civilian or officer ", I've never been asked that question before so I kept kept looking at her waiting for more explanation, she noticed I wasn't going to answer so she humped impatiently and asked , "is your Dad or Mum an Airforce, officer or civilian "I waited to hear policeman but nothing like that was in the option so I told her, "my dad is a policeman ", after eyeing me she spoke , " you are slow, you are supposed to act like a police child " .

I took it as an insult and wanted to be sarcastic and ask her how a police child should behave, but acted against it since it was my first day and I wanted to make a first good impression.

The military woman whose badge revealed F.S Nji. M.V. gave me back my birth certificate, testimonial, entrance slip, and passport which I had given her and asked me to sign my signature on the file.

FS.Nji is a short woman, fat and has brown hair of about eight inches weaved into side-Didi-chukwu and tribal mark between the lower part of her right eye and the upper part of her right cheek .

Immediately I left the line FS Nji was already asking the candidate who was at my back, at about five feet one inch tall, fat, dark and has more curves than me.

I went to meet my brother who was sitting down on a seat inside the hall with his Tecno phone between on his palm and his thumbs repeatedly tapping the phone screen, the seat was big enough to occupy one to four people .
Sitting down next to him I peeped at the screen and saw that he was playing shadow fight.

Here I am with no phone while my phone was at home in my dad's closet resting after I spoilt it. Now I'm wishing I still had my TALK-10 with white case and height six inches.

Ever since when my phone spoiled I have been disturbing brother Henry for his phone to play games and browse.

Shadow fight, one of my favorite games, is a fighting game. Apart from fighting tiger, shadow fight and killer bean as my favorite I also kind of like Subway-Surf, little big city and sim city. After asking brother Henry for his phone which he disagreed on, a male soldier came to the hall and told all the candidates to be outside and line according to states.

I lined up in Enugu state's line according to exam number. A male figure was at my back, the same inch with me, the same colour of skin, hair and eye -pupil the same body but he had body muscle than me. He looked so much like my mum with my dad's brown eyes the same colour mine is.

The boy was more like my twin brother. He looked like someone that would beat you if you touch his face or annoy him. While we lined and moving to the Admin building.
I stepped on something hard, it's like rock. I looked at where I stepped on and it was on that Angry looking twin brother.
O. No.
What will he do now?

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What do you think the Angry looking twin brother would do to Henrietta.
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